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Chapter 4-196: Reunion

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Author: We Ain’t Fish Original Source: SFACG Word Count: 2157 characters
Translator: Myuu English Source: Re:Library Word Count: 1216 words
Editor(s): Deximus_Maximus


Lucas was taken aback by the knowledge he just learned and could not help but shudder.

He did not really understand what Diana meant by that but for some reason, he still felt a chill down his spine.

Judging by the unpleasant look on Durance’s face, he appeared to know about this incident well and almost immediately gave up on the idea of escaping as a result.

“President Diana is right. A jailbreak is out of the question here.” Durance cleared his throat and recomposed himself. “Instead of breaking out of this place, it’s much wiser to think of a way to prove our identity and convince them we’re not impostors.”

“I don’t think there’s much more we can do about this though.” Diana looked at Lesiah. She was sitting and leaning against the wall, gazing into the distance, lost in her own thoughts.

“They are even convinced that the princess is an impostor, let alone us. I’m afraid the academy is already discussing how to deal with us by now.”

The nonchalant look in Diana’s eyes dimmed a little at the mention of “deal”. No matter how she looked at it, nothing good would come out of that.

Perhaps their “flawless disguise” might even cause them to become test subjects, waiting to be dissected and studied by those old and passionate professors in the academy.

“Huh? Does that mean… it’s over for us?”

Choobchoob, who finally grasped the situation after so long, looked at the others in alarm. She eagerly waited for someone to refute her. Unfortunately, no one could even lift their head and give her an assurance.

Everyone knew that they had been cornered.

Thanks to the “wise” decision of the leaders in the academy, who seemed to have been kicked silly by donkeys, any arguments they had at this moment fell on deaf ears.

If those people believed that they were impostors, nothing could convince them otherwise. They might have a glimmer of hope if some external parties came forward to help them in their plight…

Unfortunately, students like them obviously did not have connections to such “powerful external parties”.

“Tsk, look at you all. I was only away for a little while and you guys got this depressed?”

Unexpectedly, a familiar voice appeared. Everyone instinctively turned their gaze to the source like they were under a spell.

It was Lilith, who was escorted here by Mr. Miguel.

“Alright, get in there.”

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Mr. Miguel opened the cell door and gestured to Lilith to go in by herself. Lilith merely led Little Cornelia into the cell, showing no signs of dissatisfaction.

Mr. Miguel looked at the occupants of the cell in surprise.

“What a surprise. None of you actually attempted to break out of here. It seems like Professor Marlin is right that your disguise is not as simple as just changing your appearance.”

Mr. Miguel could not help but shake his head.

No matter, his job here was done.

No matter how he looked at these children, they did not look like “impostors”. However, Professor Marlin believed they were fakes. For a man who was known for his wisdom to be convinced of such, there must be a good reason.

Mr. Miguel did not tarry long. The entire academy was on edge, preparing to deal with the possible arrival of mankind’s archenemy⁠—Golden Demon Htilil. This was the time when manpower was needed the most.

Mr. Miguel disappeared from everyone’s sight, but the atmosphere in the cell was terrifyingly heavy.

Everyone could not help but turn their eyes to the cause of the situation—Lesiah.

The princess kept her head lowered in silence, but her shoulders were trembling slightly.

Lilith, too dense to notice Lesiah’s abnormal behavior, teased, “What’s the matter, Lesiah? Are you unable to speak because you’re too happy to see a lovely girl like myself in front of you?”


Lesiah tapped her foot. For the very first time, the movement technique from the Macedonian Royal Martial Techniques was used to its fullest extent. In just the blink of an eye, she was standing in front of Lilith.

She swung her fist with her full strength, but the force in her fist dissipated when it was just inches away from Lilith’s chest. In the end, she was merely feeling Lilith’s steady heartbeat through her fist.

When Lesiah finally raised her head, her eyes were red. She stared right at Lilith, as if she wanted to skin and eat her alive.

“You think… I’m happy?”

Lilith fell silent for a moment.


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That was all she could say.

After all, she did not manage to say anything to her back then.

“I don’t need your apology.”

Lesiah gently rested her head on Lilith’s shoulder.

“Don’t do that again next time… okay?”

“Alright,” Lilith answered softly. Since her hands were cuffed, she could only rub her cheek against Lesiah’s head, feeling her smooth silky hair.

“I won’t do that again next time. After all… I’m scared of death…”


The two embraced each other tightly like they did not want to let go of each other ever again.

Just when the others were starting to feel uncomfortable to continue watching, and the usually stoic Rosdell was on the verge of tears…


A hiss that sounded like that of a weak animal baring its fang when being threatened by its natural predator immediately drew the attention of Lesiah. When the princess saw the face of the more petite loli who was standing beside Lilith, she froze for a moment before her eyes widened.

“CORNELIA?!” she exclaimed in disbelief.

At the mention of that name, everyone immediately stayed on their guard.

Cornelia’s invincibility back in that world definitely left a deep impression on them.

“Relax, everyone! She’s not an enemy right now,” Lilith quickly assured everyone.

“Not an enemy?”

Lesiah looked at Little Cornelia skeptically. The little girl was baring her teeth like a stray kitten at her with palpable hostility.

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It was better to say that her behavior was like a small beast defending its food from other large animals. Lesiah simply could not imagine Cornelia acting like that, especially when she knew Cornelia’s true identity.

She was a deity—a legendary existence worshiped by countless. An all-powerful being. The deity of a dream world.

Yet when this deity realized that her threat was ineffective, she quickly ran over to Lilith and buried her small face in her chest after making a face at Lesiah.

“Eeeee…! Eeeyah, eeyah…!”

Mommy is mine! I’m not going to let someone like you take her away from me!!


Lilith scratched her cheek awkwardly, not knowing where to start explaining.

“Anyway, Cornelia is harmless for now. As for why she became like this… that’s a long story…”

There was still stuff that Lilith was hesitating about whether she should let Lesiah know…

“Oh, right.”

Lilith clapped her hands and awkwardly tried to change the subject.

“I’m here to rescue you guys this time.”

“How?” Lesiah asked.

Whatever idea that popped into Lilith’s head always made her a little uneasy.

“With my cleverness, of course!”

Then Lililith winked playfully and said, “And let’s make those those r̲e̲t̲a̲r̲d̲s who think with their a̲s̲s̲ realize that thinking with their head… is a good thing.”


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